Harcum College - Purple Patches Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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Turple Tatches QA GBug in Tarticular WAS destitutefa theme to write and no subject, I arose early this morning, and glided to and fro in my half-illuminated room like a restless spirit. A theme to write and no subject, a theme to write and no sub--. I saw, I stopped, I turned white, my mouth turned upward indicating joy, my eyes gleamed, I think, with something of a sparkle. I uttered a satisfied ejaculation, bounded to my desk, and began to write the following: '6The Meditations of a Bug While Crossing the Floor. The coast seems to be clear, Ah, now to advance to the crack on the other side of the room? I guess I,ll make that lavender tulip near this side first. Here goes-Safe! This business of having a great many legs has its advantages, as well as its disadvantages. Well, I'm not here to soliloquize. Iim here to cross the floor. A FOOT. Wheeeeeeee, talk about your narrow escapes, that surely was one. ' Here I am back at my old crack, safe and soun---Darnit, one leg gone. Oh well, plenty of legs left. Advantage number one of having a lot of legs. Ah, there goes the retreating FOOT. Guess Iill try to get to that cerise rose next, itis nearer the wall. Here I am sans any further dismemberments. Might as well follow the edge on this carpet. It's dark, and will camou- flage my further movements. Believe I move just as fast without the other leg as I did with it. There is a yellow chrysanthemum ahead of me. I hope Iget by without being seen. Oh well, here goes. Confound that kid, she is the only one who saw me. What right has an eleven- year-old to play on the floor? A second move and I will be home. This night life is certainly wearing on one's nerves. Here comes a FOOT. Guess I will have to snap into it if I want to get home safely. Believe me, this is the last time I stay out after two P. M. in the morn. . . . Requiescat in pace! ELENOR LUST. My Loved One O LET me tell you, for just a few minutes, about one of my very dearest friends. He is rather large, very strong, but not par- ticularly handsome. However, beauty is only skin deepf' Saturday night should be his time for calling, but we meet CI shall never tell you wherej every day-for just a few minutes. Just long enough for me to look at him, smile, and feel his strong, protecting arms about me! I look forward to this pleasant Hrendezvousi' as the most delightful part of each day. I know he loves me-for he was my dearest friend in Toledo, and here he is now in Bryn Mawr. Oh-what should I do if anything should ever come betweenu me and dear old Joe Bath-tub? ETHEL Conncmovn. V 13 .

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Tuerple Tatches S olztude I know I am alone and vet Whose finger scratches on my w1ndow pane Whose breath dlsturbs the dlm and slender flame Of my candle? Is It wmd 1n the dead tW1gS outslde my w1ndow9 Or have I a phantom for a guest tomght? I know I am alone and yet Whose shadow fl1ts so near me on the wall? Whose hand whlle passmg by has brushed my cheek In qulck caress? Is lt the bat that hovers 1n the rafters? Or would a Splrlt now commune w1th me? I know I am alone and yet 9 BETTY DAVIS HEN my grandmother was a young glrl there exlsted a charm mg fad of collectlng teacups Thev were often g1ven at partles as favors or lf one happened to be engaged to an unusually extrax agant young man there was always a pOSS1b1l1ty that when he called some evenmg he would brmg a present ln the form of a teacup It was not considered effemlnacy 1n those days for a man to wander through the shops and personally choose a glft for h1s sweet heart but rather as a thoughtful quallty 1n h1S affectlon though small lt IS very quamt My fav or1te cup IS a very frag1le one so th1n that the llght can almost shme through and dehcately sprlnkled wlth blue and 5 ellow flowers The mam attractlon however IS a dragon fly whose outspread wlngs touch the br1m of the cup and whose long body curves to form the handle Another IS decorated wlth tlny butter fl1es placed 1n qualnt prec1s1on and the one that grandfather gave grand mother IS a French teacup of whlte w1th small blueb1rds palnted here and there I suppose he chose blueb1rds for purely sentlmental reasons When I look at the cups I like to lmaglne the ladles wlth b1llow1ng hoopsklrts s1tt1ng 1n grandmother s stately parlor s1pp1ng tea That day must have been a pleasant one In whlch to l1ve wlth 1tS plcturesque settmgs and quamt customs REBEKAH SHOPE 12 3 9 9 . 7 9 9 I 3 , . . . . I My grandmothefs particular collection always lnterests me. Al- a - I '- . 7 u . . , , . - 5 3 g - . . . . , . . , .

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Turple Tatches Impresszonzstzc Tzctures HELEN QUAW AND BETTY DAVIS HELEN TATE A mlnlature on lvory A nymph peermg 1nto a crystal pool Seed pearls on pmk chlffon ISABEL HocK A Court Jester Peppermmt By John Held Jr MARIAN MOORE Cut Steel Buckles Houblgant J OANNE PENDLETON Harlequln Mardl Gras ELIZABETH ANN KUNZMAN A Boudolr doll Red Velvet Gold Hllgree ANN LEWELLYN The warmth of an open fin Autumn leaves Cross Country h1k6Q Amber MARY LOUISE CHAMBERLAIN An unexplored old fashloned garden A brook ln the heart of a forest A Chopxn Nocturne EMILY HEINE A yellow Chrysanthemum on a raccoon coat Palsley Velx et 14 GC D, , . Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. . 7 .